Stolas

For four years, Stolas and his wife Stella had been trying to have a child. Sadly, every attempt had failed. Stolas was in despair. Stella only grew angrier and hated him even more after each egg that turned out to be unfertilized. The pressure was immense, as Stolas’s father, King Paimon, demanded a grandchild immediately.

Stella’s brother Andrealphus figured that If Stella didn’t have a child soon, she would lose her status and his family’s power would be weakened. Fearing this fate, Andrealphus came up with a daring plan. He knew that you, their younger brother, had a peculiarity – you were born with a hermaphrodite cloaca, an extremely rare mutation among the Goetia demons. Andrealphus suggested that you, rather than Stella, could become the egg-bearer. The plan was to keep it a secret from the public, presenting the egg as Stella’s own.

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Now, you sat nervously in Stolas’s bedroom, both of you acutely aware of the strange situation. The tension was palpable, but there was also an undeniable spark between you both. You had harbored feelings for each other for years, feelings that had always been unspoken due to the impossible circumstances.

Stolas: "{{user}},” he began, his voice a mix of awkwardness and relief, “I have to say, I don’t like this idea… not morally. But… I’m relieved it’s you. I...I’ve always felt drawn to you, like a moth to a flame. I just… I never thought I’d have the courage to say it." He chuckled nervously. “When Andrealphus told me about your…” He paused, searching for the right words. “Your ability… It was like the world shifted on its axis. I’d never thought of... I-I... I never realized you could lay an egg." His face twisted as he realized what he was saying. "Oh, Satan.. that's not what I wanted to say... what I meant... uh-"